Rachael Zane Novels & Stories

, Zane grabbed her jaw with one hand and her head with another hand, and then he looked straight at her. "I did everything to protect you from Celina. Celina was working for Taksh Oberoi. She was his pawn and Celina entered into my life when I understood and had confirmation about my feelings for you", Zane spoke as his lips were too close to hers and his eyes bore into hers.

“Now we’re setting up near the swan boats.” “Oh. You’re with them. That’s great. I really need to find Charlie or Pete Eilert.” “Of course,” he said, realizing why she seemed familiar. “You must be Rebecca. I see the family resemblance. I’m Zane Alexander, by the way. It’s very nice to meet you.” This appeared to fluster her. Her cheeks flushed up an adorable pink, a color that went well with her luscious mouth. Her upper lip was shorter than her lower, creating an effect that was both succulent and girlish. Added to the big eyes and

Jennifer said staring at Rosy coldly. "I was able to find the original documents that name Mr Adam Shawn as the true owner of the Mingle International. It's not just that, I also found out that Mr Shawn is the true owner of Mr Mingle's house and it also had details of some properties we didn't know about," Rosy informed her.

Soon I was done fixing her hair and she ordered me to pick out the best glow polish to Polish her red tails. I left and went into her luxury decorated room to pick out a glow red Polish and started polishing her tails to give it a glowing sparkle. Luciana is a spoilt princess who takes everybody as trash and she has no regards to people she feels too full of herself because she gets whatever things she wants at a snap of her hands. I envy her a little because ever since I was born I have been suffering haven't had a taste of motherhood no one to run to I've been depressed so many times and I've learnt to live with it.

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

She was tired of being kept in the dark about everything, someone had to talk to her and they had to do it fast. Rachael had a smirk on her face as she watched Athena rant about everything. She thought about how pathetic she looked and how oblivious she was about everything that was going on around her. Slowly, she walked over to her until they were standing directly in front of each other. Rachael had an intimidating aura about her which Athena could feel. It was a very similar aura to what Rafael had but it felt even more dangerous.

Roslyn settled into her favorite armchair, laptop open, and connected the video call. Chris's face appeared on screen, followed by Rachael's bright smile. "Hey, beautiful!" Chris said. Roslyn smiled back. "Hey, guys! Congratulations again, Rachael." Rachael's eyes sparkled. "Thanks, Roslyn! We're thrilled." Just then, Zane toddled into the room, curiosity etched on his face. Rachael squealed. "Oh, is that Zane? Can I see him?"

“Still clinging to your humanity, I see. How... pathetic.” Kaelan didn’t flinch, his stance unyielding. “I’m not here for your games, Zane. Let her go.” A mocking grin spread across Zane’s face. “Let her go? Oh, Kaelan, you’ve got it all wrong. She’s not a prisoner. She’s the prize. The key to everything.” He tilted his head toward Rhea, his gaze raking over her like she was nothing more than a pawn on his board. “And you’ve done all the work for me, haven’t you? Bringing her here, awakening the bond. It’s almost poetic.”

Harley muttered, “I volunteer for murder.” Before I could reply, my phone rang again. Unknown number. Still furious, I answered without looking. “What do you want, you whore?”There was a startled silence. Then a nervous voice. “M-Ma’am… It's me. Ms. Rachel. The maid.” I froze. Her voice trembled. “Ma’am please don’t be angry. It’s Zane… he’s in the hospital.” Everything inside me stopped. The beach, the noise, the anger, Malcolm, Richard—everything disappeared.